[Lyric] Freddies Daughter (Hoya.Margaret Bradford)

Freddie’s Daughter by Margaret Bradford

Freddie, my dad, he never grew old
‘Cause his spirit lives on in the stories he's told
On the paper-pencilled faces you see all round the world
Everybody loved Fred, but I was his little girl



His darting eyes and pencil drew the fascinated crowds
Who stared amazed as  images appeared
As if by magic on the empty page the likeness grеw
A touch of chalk blush on the cheek , the face complеte




A free spirit off he’d go around the world to find out
How to ease the suffering & pain of humankind
His heart was with the battler, the privileged he ignored
He fought corruption and injustice to the end


Long summer nights we'd walk for hours dad reciting verse
His voice rang out along the empty road
Freddie loved an audience, Vaudeville was in his blood
Us kids would  laugh as he dressed up as mum